Chapter 71

“What’s the matter?”

“Where were you thirteen years ago on March 14th? Did you ever find yourself on Pine Street in Frant

City?”

“I can’t recall.” Sylvía turned her head away, maintaining an icy facade.

It had been ages, how could she possibly remember?

“Alright, I’ll ask you another question.”

Edgar wasn’t fazed, he persisted patiently, “Do you remember a car accident thirteen years ago on March 14th? Three people died on the scene, and only a young boy in the backseat survived. He was rescued by a girl.”

Why was he asking that?

Could that young boy have been him?

Sylvia looked into his probing eyes. Part of her memory was stirred, and she found herself remembering fragmented images.

She did rescue someone that year, but it was pure happenstance.

Sylvia never took it to heart.

What’s more, her visit to Frant city that year was driven by a very important matter concerning the Smith family’s secrets. She had no intention of sharing this with Edgar, nor did she want him to continue his investigation.

It was too risky. Sylvia didn’t want anyone else entangled in it.

“No, I don’t know,” Sylvia answered coldly. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.”

Edgar instinctively tried to stop her, but her icy gaze made him pull back his outstretched hand.

“Don’t forget your role as the fiance of Nancy, Mr. Fallen. Perhaps you should pay more attention to your bride–to–be.”

Sylvia scoffed at him, unlocked the door, and left.

Just as Sylvia turned her back, she noticed a flicker of disappointment in his eyes.

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It was barely noticeable, a fleeting moment, but she managed to catch it.

What was Edgar disappointed about?

was perplexed but didn’t dwell on

was insignificant to her now. He couldn’t impede her

adjusted her hair, and stepped out of the private room

she met the

glared at her, seething with

all the evidence. The truth about you hiring someone to torment Miss Mellis will soon be laid bare! When the time comes, Mr. Fallen won’t let you off the

“Are you done?”

into a provocative smile. “Then bring it on.

her petite frame, she

with laughter, and he couldn’t help but retreat a few paces.

made

dining room, only the echo of her footsteps remained.

“It’s really strange.”

heads or tails of his recent fear of

two days since Edgar’s five–day deadline.

over it like white on rice, continually speculating about the situation.

turning a blind eye to all the bad press and negative comments, focusing solely on preparing for the girl group talent show. She didn’t

for the shooting location. It needs your final once–over.” Beth placed

next

Leave it with me. I’ll call you when I’m done.”

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gaze didn’t waver from her computer screen, her fingers

at her boss, then decided to speak up: “Ms. Lancey, have

glanced at it.”

a sidelong look and went back to her work.

you still…” Beth was left scratching her

a cucumber?” Sylvia closed her laptop, leaned back

was Mr. Fallen who, in front of the press, promised to clarify the situation. I’m just waiting to see what kind of song and dance he’ll put on.

it?”

“But…”

just around the corner, and you’ve

was no pushover, Beth bit her lip, going

the candle at both ends, working on

stone’s throw away from Angle Group, Nancy

she’d been monitoring the online mudslinging towards Sylvia, even paying a few keyboard warriors to stir the

praise for herself and criticism of Sylvia drown out the defense of

pleased as punch.

new message popped up,

made any major moves these past couple of days,

me. I’m not sure what his game plan

been keeping a keen eye on Edgar’s

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